Hello! Now this is my first time really doing a blog, so please stick with it for atleast a little bit. This blog and many more to come are about my life in the art's. Im not an "official" worker for any art company but i belive that if you can draw, you are an artist. But making pieces of art,or performing plays or just daily life is not that simple. So i thought that maby i would share my morals and lessons that i have learned from these experiences.
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I guess i better start with the basics, huh? My childhood. O the good times as they are often called. with out a worry in the world! o how i wish i could go back! i would especially like to go back to the mud fights! Woot! Besides flinging mud (which was my favorite) i liked to draw as a child. of course it was not the best but it was something to do when the power went out. i remember as a child always drawing my family. i think every kid did, but im not so sure. My mother was drawn with big hair,dad with a big head, and my brother with a smirk. the most intresting thing i remember though was that i didnt draw their hands just circles with 6 or 7 lines sticking out to represent fingers (although that was probably eaiser!), i drew them like big bubbles. i usually ended up with only 4 digits and i dont get how. i guess even then i didnt consider the thumb a finger. eaither way i always drew different then those of my peers. if u count drawing bubbles for fingers different.
i guess that i am just like you. just some one else browsing the internet, looking for something to do. well i guess i served my duty then if your reading this. till the next BB (boring blog) =P
~Crystal
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